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Actors Are Dummies

This evening in rehearsal I brought the actors some cake. Actually, I brought them an entirely untouched birthday cake that was purchased for my grandmother who celebrated her 96th birthday today.
The reason the cake was untouched is that after we finished lunch and sang happy birthday, but before blowing out the candles, my grandmother asked if her cake was a carrot cake. Upon discovering that it was not a carrot cake, but a chocolate-frosted yellow cake, my grandmother started screaming “Yellow cake is for dummies!” over and over. 
While I realize that at 96 you are entitled to have whatever type of cake you want, I have to say I felt she was being a tad unappreciative.  No one in the family had any idea she had such strong feelings about cake.
After listening to her scream for about a minute, I offered to run out and get her another cake.   In response, she turned, looked me in the eye and began screaming, “You dummy!” over and over and over again.  I mean, she wouldn’t stop. She just kept repeating “you dummy” nonstop at the top of her lungs.  And what’s particularly bothersome about this is the fact that I wasn’t the one who brought the cake. 
I tried to explain this to her, but she just pointed at me and screamed “You dummy!” even louder. Finally, the rest of my family suggested that I leave and take the cake with me. I have to admit I was a little hurt that everyone wanted me to go, but I could sort of see their point. My grandmother had been screaming “you dummy” at me for almost five minutes. So finally, I packed up the cake and gathered my things to go.
As I was leaving, in a last ditch effort, I told my grandmother that I was sorry I’d upset her and hoped she had a happy birthday. I thought maybe I’d gotten through to her because she finally stopped screaming and just looked at me. 
Then, after several seconds of quiet reflection, she turned to everyone at the table and said “I never liked him.”
The actors were a little perplexed when I gave them a birthday cake that read “Happy 96th Grandma.” I had the distinct feeling that they thought I was giving them a stolen cake, and that somewhere my grandma was sobbing over her missing dessert. However, it certainly didn’t stop them from devouring the cake.
As I watched the actors eat, I thought about my grandmother’s insistence that “yellow cake is for dummies,”   how I am done revising the script,  the fact that the future of my play and of my career as a playwright is now in the hands of Brad and the actors, and  I silently hoped that my grandmother is wrong on both counts.


A Real Update

I thought it might be a good time to provide a real update as to where things stand with the show. Scott and I will continue to snipe at each other in the next entry...

Tomorrow's rehearsal is the official off-book date. That means it's the first rehearsal where actors are not allowed to use their scripts anymore. I guarantee you that at least one of them are in total panic mode right now trying to memorize every last line. Though maybe not - they've been setting down their scripts in rehearsal and flying without them. So maybe they're ready. Either way, it's normal to call for line for the first few days after the off-book date.

More interesting stuff
We're actually starting tomorrow's rehearsal with a recording session on stage. We've been choreographing body percussion stuff - basically like Stomp. Just not quite as hard core. I'm not sure what else to call it. But I originally devised it as a way to present the performance poem in the middle of the show, and now the sound designer, Bill Franz, and I are going to record a bunch of it to possibly use as scene change music. The scene changes will be really tight and short, but these might be really cool underscoring for them. I'm really excited about it.

The other cool thing about tomorrow is that Scott can no longer make any revisions in the script. Sorry dude. You're play is done. It's ours now!


It’s not that I mind Uranus

I mean, as a joke, it’s fine. But Metropolis is a community organization, a civic-minded theatre that produces great work on stage, and I’m not sure that our audience out here will enjoy Uranus jokes all that much. I mean sure, we can push the boundaries a bit. Since it’s a late night show, we can get a little rough around the edges. But performing comedy is harder than just writing poo-poo jokes, Scott. I appreciate your attempt to bring your humor to the internet, but without the capacity to perform it, frankly I think it loses some of its umph. If you will.

Ok, I’m not really angry. I’ve enjoyed working with Scott on all four of his shows. I just get riled up when people – yes even Scott Woldman – think that doing comedy is just silly faces and funny sounds. It’s real hard work. Uranus isn’t funny on paper, but on stage, coming out of the mouth of an actor in front of an audience, that’s something else entirely. That’s performance. That’s theatre!

Ok, I’m off my high-horse. Scott, can we change the subject?


Darb Nnud Si A SuffooD. Sunaru. Sunaru. Sunaru.

So Brad Dunn, the director of Indecent Proposals, gave me a very stern reprimand for my last blog.  He was very unhappy with my mention of Jupiter and Uranus in my last blog.  Apparently Brad hates astronomy.  I know that because we had a very awkward phone conversation this morning. It went something like this:
 
Scott: Hello?
Brad: Dude, what’s your problem?
Scott: What do you mean?
Brad: You can’t say Uranus in your blog!
Scott: I can’t?
Brad: Dude, you know you can’t.
Scott. Oh. Can I say Neptune?
Brad: (Deep breath) I hate you.
(Click.)
 
Okay, so I know I can be a little immature.   But I have this theory that all the things I do that make Brad so angry with me in “real life” are the same things that make our theater collaboration work so well. I write things that tend to be (slightly) outrageous, and Brad takes them and brings them to life on stage in this sincere and compelling manner that makes the scenes way, way funnier than they are on paper.
 
I think (hope) that’s what is going to make Indecent Proposals so funny. I am very fortunate to be able to collaborate with such a smart and talented director.
 
So I would like to take this moment and apologize to Brad for anything I have said or written that may have offended him. Particularly the title of this blog, which, when read backwards, contains a secret message.


the truth

The thing that Scott neglected to mention was that he had to go to Starbucks because his wife came home and heard him yelling in his best trashy female voice, “Kill that *&^%$!” ; “Kill that -----!”; “Kill that ~@#$!”

Keep in mind that Scott and his wife just had a beautiful little baby girl. So though he won't admit it, I think his wife actually kicked him out, and he had nowhere else to go but Starbucks.


Writing Comedy Isn't Easy

It’s not easy to write comedy. There are literally hundreds of ways to ruin a joke (which I know from experience), such as a weak punch-line, lack of timing, going too far or not far enough, a bad set-up, and choosing the wrong word. 
A lot of people aren’t aware how important a single word can be.
For example, saying “Your mouth is as big as Jupiter” is not nearly as funny as saying “Your mouth is as big as Uranus.” (I wonder if I’m allowed to say Uranus. Brad’s probably going to yell at me again.) Uranus is just naturally a funny word, and when writing a comedy, you obviously want to do everything in your power to make people laugh, so the goal is to get rid of as many Jupiters as you can and fill your script with Uranuses (Uranusi?) as possible.
One line from Indecent Proposals that was particularly troublesome for me involves a female character screaming out, “Kill that -------!”  For the life of me, I could not come up with a word to put in that blank that seemed funny and would fit the character – a twenty-something trashy woman. 
After hours of frustration, I typed a list on my laptop of possible sentence endings, all of them falling under the heading of what I’ll euphemistically call the “expletive category.” After I finished the list, I took it and began to say the lines out loud as if I was a trashy twenty-something female (which wasn't easy), each time finishing the sentence with a different expletive.
So there I was, staring at my laptop, yelling over and over in my best trashy female voice, “Kill that *&^%$!” ; “Kill that -----!”; “Kill that ~@#$!” Until finally, I found the perfect word.
Unfortunately, in my mixture of frustration and enthusiasm, I had forgotten I was at the Palatine Starbucks, and for the last 20 minutes, I had been screaming “Kill that (random curse word)” in a falsetto voice in a room full of suburban moms, all of whom were staring at me as if I was, well, a 6’6” white male who had been shrieking “Kill that ----!” while doing my best female impersonation.
I tried to explain what happened to the manager, but shockingly, she didn’t find it very funny and asked me to leave.
The rest of the play was finished at Caribou Coffee.


This Show Is a Bad Idea!

Four years ago, I married into a blue collar, Italian family. Since that time, it’s become increasingly apparent my In-laws don’t think that they lost a daughter, but rather, they’ve gained another daughter due to three masculine shortcomings they feel I have. 1.) I’m a vegetarian.   I’m not preachy or militant about it, my wife’s not a vegetarian, and I’ve never tried to convert her (or anyone for that matter), but man does it infuriate them.   They like to invite us to dinner and try and sneak flank steak in whatever they’re serving in the hopes I’ll eat it.   (Part of me worries it’s Draino, but I try to give them the benefit of the doubt.) 2.) When something breaks, I can’t fix it myself. This alone would drive my in-laws nuts, but I compound the problem by not calling them. I actually pay a repairman. They can’t understand why I ‘d rather pay a stranger to fix something and leave, then have my father-in-law come over and tell me repeatedly that in Italy even the 4-year old girls know how to fix a toilet, shingle a roof, lay the foundation for a new sub-basement etc., 3.) I wear my wife’s clothes.   Kidding. No, the worst thing I do, the number one cardinal sin that makes them think I’m not a man is…. I value my wife's opinion.   My in-laws very much have a 1950’s sensibility when it comes to how women should conduct themselves and how men should relate to them.
Things got especially bad last January which I like to term “The Winter of What Kind of Man.” What kind of man can’t fix the furnace? What kind of man lets his wife talk to him like that? What kind of man doesn’t eat beef shank? “   For everything I did, there was a “What kind of Man…?” And for a long time, I took the high road and didn’t respond, but finally, after months and months something cracked. A little voice in me said, I”LL SHOW YOU “WHAT KIND OF MAN!! THE KIND OF MAN THAT PUTS HIS IN-LAWS IN HIS NEXT PLAY!!!”   
And so I did, and I captured them as accurately and unbiased as possible. And as characters in a play, they’re really funny. I mean really funny. The actors love playing them, the director loves delving into their characters, and I love watching them all have discussions like “What do you think these character’s motivation is for being so awful to each other?”
And the bigger the characters get, the greater the delight I take. It is validation, vindication and I can’t think of another “v-word”, but it’s that too. I’m great to see I'm not the only one who thinks they’re absolutely nuts and loves laughing at them.
Unfortunately, something completely unforeseen (and straight out of a sitcom) happened last night. I was having dinner with my in-laws, and my mother-in-law started telling me how the daughter of one of her friends came to my last show and couldn’t stop talking about how much she enjoyed it. So much so, that they all got to talking and my mother-in-law brought tickets to opening night for the entire extended family.
Not good.


On Becoming a Playwright

I wrote my very first play when I was in fifth grade. 
 
It was performed for my family, my friends, and my friends’ moms; although I must admit they were somewhat of a captive audience. We were all gathered at the long defunct Goodman’s Restaurant in Northbrook to celebrate my tenth birthday.
 
We had just finished watching the magical stylings of “The Amazing Bob,” and I was opening my final present and was incredibly dismayed to discover that it was not the Atari 2600 video game system I had been hoping for, but rather, yet another brown sweater, only distinguished from the dozen others I had already received by the fact that this one had a yellow parakeet on it (because nothing says cool like a yellow parakeet). In fact, I was so dismayed that I jumped up onto my feet and launched myself into my very first play.
 
The play featured two characters, and I played them both. Character One was a spoiled and miserable ten-year old boy named Scotty who did not get an Atari 2600 for his birthday as he had asked. Character Two was the mother of the ten year old boy.
 
In order to help distinguish between the two characters, for the character of Mom, I shoved my fists into my shirt and stretched it forward at about chest level in order to give myself a more feminine appearance and talked in a falsetto voice while my mother and the mothers of my friends stared on in slack-jawed horror and disgust. The play went something like this:
 
Mother: Hey, Scotty. Happy Birthday. Here are your presents.
Scotty: Awesome! I hope one of those boxes is an Atari 2600!
Mother: Nope! They’re all sweaters, except for that new Dictionary and the Encyclopedia Brown books! You know how you love Encyclopedia Brown!
Scotty: What! Are you kidding me?!  Encyclopedia Brown’s the worst!
Mother: Scotty, reading’s good for you!
Scotty: So is having friends, Mom! Why can't I get a present that's not gonna get me whaled on!
 
The play ended when the playwright’s mother dragged him by his ear into the Women’s Bathroom (another tremendous indignation), and administered a vigorous pummeling.  The playwright then had to go out and deliver a teary-eyed apology to his friends and their mothers and tell them that the party was over.
 
If you have read my first blog, you’ll understand that I expect Indecent Proposals to end much the same way.


Political discourse that’s fit to share

So much political discourse these days tends to be pretty biting and harsh, whether one way or the other. And being that Metropolis is a community organization, I think the proper stance is one that is polite, and neutral. But a beautiful and awesome little piece of work has come along that I think is amazing and worthy of showing to anyone. I’d like to share it here.

Though it has nothing to do with the show, it was written and directed by, and stars Jessica Rosenberger, who is in Indecent Proposals.

You can watch it here.

Enjoy.


There’s a poem in this show

Something that you may not know about Scott Woldman is that he is a wicked-excellent poetry writer and performer. He’s been a finalist at the National Poetry slam competition as part of Chicago’s National Poetry Slam team, and was a regular at the Greenmill’s weekly poetry slam competition. The Greenmill, by the by, is the birthplace of Slam Poetry.

Early on when writing this show, Scott said this: I'm writing a performance poem right in the middle of the play.

My response: Great. I’ve never done performance poetry. But I’ve always wanted to be in Stomp.

So that’s what we’re working on now. I’ve never been a fan of the Joe Namath approach, but I will say that the poem in the show is currently amazing. The cast is really finding their groove with it.

I’m not saying it’s like Stomp. And I’m not saying that it’s going to make an appearance at the National Poetry Slam. And I’m not saying that one of my actresses will be playing the ukulele while another beat-boxes. But I’m saying, it’s going to be really fun and you won’t want to miss it.


Two instances of technology helping process: Or, how I learned to stop worrying and enjoy having a great Stage Manager.

Several nights ago, we were rehearsing a scene that involves a very popular, well-known song. We didn't have the actual song yet, because rehearsals just got started a week ago, and we're only blocking the scenes right now (putting in the physical movement of the actors). But as it turned out, having the song would have been great for helping the actor, Geoffrey Carlson, work out his timing for a joke. As I was talking to the actors, Geoffrey and Michelle Weissgerber, about the scene, my Stage Manager, the wonderful Allison Orr, opened up iTunes on her MacBook, bought the song. She had it cued up to the exact spot by the time we ran the scene again. I didn’t even know she did it. But all of a sudden the song started playing right on cue. It was great.

Then last night, we had a Dialect Coach come in to work on some Italian dialect with our actors John Victor Allen and Anna Schutz. Though we had given them a CD of the spoken Italian dialogue, they wanted to be able to hear each word individually in a couple of sections, so they could really learn the pronunciations. Great idea. So Allison started her MacBook, opened Garage Band, and our Dialect Coach sat at the laptop and recorded them right then and there. The built-in mic picked it up perfectly. Allison then just burned a CD of the recordings and gave it to Anna before she left rehearsal.

I feel like I should be doing one of those commercials for Apple. Or for Allison.


My Director Says I Can't Write.

Okay, that may not be a hundred percent accurate. Brad Dunn, the director of Indecent Proposals, didn’t tell me that I can’t write, but rather suggested quite strongly that I should try to write more about “the creative process” of writing Indecent Proposals. He feels that I should try to avoid personal anecdotes and talk more about how Indecent Proposals came to be written.
I certainly don’t wish to upset Brad. Besides being a talented actor and director who has been involved with all of my shows, I consider him a good friend. If Brad wants me to avoid personal anecdotes and focus more on how I wrote Indecent Proposals, I can certainly do that. I mean, the last thing I want to do is upset my director.
Okay. How I wrote Indecent Proposals sans anecdotes.
Indecent Proposals had its beginning sometime during the summer of 1980, just before I entered sixth grade. That was when I really started noticing how much I liked having an audience. My father had just given me my first over-the-head monster mask. It had big alien bug-eyes, fangs and long gray hair. The eyes bugged out in such a way that you couldn’t see the eyes of the wearer. It was pretty gruesome and very realistic (i.e. It rocked!).  I had been trying to scare my mom for about a week straight and she was pretty tired of me popping out of the pantry, or the laundry room, or her closet, and felt I needed to go play outside with my brother, Jon.
So I took my brother and my monster mask and went outside. Not really being one for sports, I decided it would be fun to try and scare oncoming traffic with my mask. Therefore, Jon and I stood on the curb and I pretended to strangle him while wearing the monster mask.   Hilarious! Unfortunately, although it was fun for awhile, more people were laughing than were truly being frightened. I decided I needed to go bigger.
I went inside and got my sister’s white comforter and a bottle of ketchup. First, I doused the comforter. Then, I stood on top of the fire hydrant in front of the house and draped the blanket over myself and the hydrant, so I looked about 7 feet tall. Then I made Jon cover himself with ketchup and lie at my feet. Talk about immediate results!
Cars were swerving , honking and stopping to stare. A couple people even pulled over to see if Jon was alive. In less than twenty minutes, I must have been called “sick” by almost a dozen people (very awesome)! Unfortunately, one of those people must have called the police, because in short order, a squad car pulled up, a police officer got out and made me get off the hydrant and give him my mask and my blanket.   That was when my brother, who was still covered with ketchup and playing dead started screaming. Apparently, he was lying on an anthill and I guess ants love ketchup. Who knew?
Boy, was my mother angry when she opened the door to see a police officer hosing down my brother. Then she saw the comforter. I was grounded for the entire summer.
And from there, I’m sure it’s quite obvious how Indecent Proposals came to be written.
p.s. Brad, I hope this is okay. Let me know!!


So, does this mean we should change our Facebook status?

We began last night telling stories of relationship beginnings and endings. One of our actresses told a great story. During that awesomely awkward period of dating when both people are clearly smitten, but no official status has been unanimously recognized, she had to introduce her boyfriend to someone they ran into at the mall. But since he wasn’t yet officially her boyfriend, she introduced him as “dude.” [ED. NOTE: She used his name, I’m calling him dude here]

Of course, this led to the conversation of status, and fortunately, they both agreed they were smitten, and they should refer to each other as official.

His response: “So does this mean we should change our Facebook status?”

Awesome.


The Writer

If I haven’t made this clear yet, Scott Woldman, the playwright of this show is a very talented guy and a good friend. He’s also going to be joining me on this blog, which should make things much more interesting.

The only thing is, I’ve asked Scott to not write as much about his personal life, which frankly, I’m concerned about. Rather, I requested that he write about the process. The process of writing this show, what goes into writing a comedy, how he came to be a playwright, etc.

We’ll see how it goes. I mean, he’s obviously a really funny writer so I’m not worried about that. I’m just worried about the stories of his family. I can’t really explain what I’m talking about here. It wouldn’t be right to expose the problems he has in his personal life. Anyway… Hopefully we’ll hear from him soon.


first rehearsal

A few facts: This will be the fourth show that Scott Woldman has written. I've been involved in all of them. I was in Thinking with Your Head... Men Exposed and Dates from Hell, and I directed Speed Dating the Musical. This show, Indecent Proposals, I am also directing.

It opens September 27 and runs through November 8, Saturday nights at 10:15. The :15 is because of those Damn Yankees. Damn Yankees.

About Men & Women
It's a comedy about the vulnerability of men. I also think it's about the inferior nature of men, relative to women. Both of those things. The men and the women both get to be the hero, depending on the scene. My opinion, is that in real life, women are almost always the heros. Really. But that's ok, because this is a play and it's funny.

About the Show
It's built in little vignettes, some of them actually quite long, and is going to involve some stomp-like percussion, a performance poem, performed by the entire beautiful cast, a tribute to David Ives, lots of really funny scenes, some really touching moments and I'm pretty sure it's going to be very fun for audiences. 

We had our first read-through last night. Really fun. Tonight we really start to jump into the work. This will continue on, five nights a week, for the next 5 weeks. I'll be documenting the process here. I hope you enjoy it.

Brad


'tis done

I couldn’t feel more ecstatic about, or proud of, last night. I feel completely fulfilled today.

The show opened with 250+ people in the house (which holds 309) and the actors and band just blew the roof off. What a great opening night. 10 p.m. in Arlington Heights is like midnight in the city, so to have an audience that large is fantastic. The show was definitely at the point where it needed an audience – and the audience taught all of us a few things we didn’t know. That’s the greatest phenomenon of opening nights – things you thought were hilarious, sometimes aren’t; moments you’ve been breezing by are apparently comic genius.

I had wanted to update this journal more in the past two weeks, but the schedule had become pretty insane. Let me tell you a bit about what we’ve been doing.

March 18-20 was spent running through the show from top to bottom. We tightened up cues, ran musical numbers, worked more on the actors’ performances and characters. I think at some point there, we changed some choreography and cut a few more lines.

Things got interesting on Saturday the 22. That was the first day we had an entire band. Micky York, my Musical Director, also played piano/keyboards in the band, which also consisted of guitar, bass and a full drum set. The sound department wired the actors with wireless microphones and we ran through all of the musical numbers in the show. It was AWESOME to hear the music (again) as it was written, with full rock band. And in the same way that an actor’s performance changes completely by putting on a pair of glasses, singing the same songs with a full rockin’ band behind them took the vocal performances to an even greater level.

Tech Week
This is usually a long, dreaded week in theatre. It’s the week before the show opens and involves rehearsals where the actors run the show from one light or sound cue to the next, stopping between each for the tech staff and designers to fix/adjust things. Often you run things over and over, and often the actors sit on their rears for 5, 10, 20 minutes. I have to say, besides one actress developing a bad chest cold on top of her asthma and having to spend the night in an emergency room, it was a pretty smooth tech week.

And she made it back by Saturday.
 
The thanks
First goes to the actors.
Jane Allyson, Debbie DiVerde, Micah Fortenberry, Joel Gross, Stephanie Herman, Jon Landvick, Amy Steele, Matt Whalen and Carrie Wickert (soon to be Buetow!). Great performances – singing, acting, improvising, timing, enthusiasm, energy. I can’t say enough. They worked very hard, adapted to many script and music changes along the way (it was a new work, of course) and brought their incredible talents every day and night.

We also have four very talented understudies that were absolutely essential in this rehearsal process: Kansas Battern, Mik Dempsey, Jim Kozyra and Becky Shallert.

The band
John Stoesser on Guitar, (yes, also the composer), Brian Murphy on Bass, Kevin on Drums. I don’t know Kevin’s last name. Sorry Kevin. The band has a finesse sound, lots of skill. And the composer gets to recreate his work every week on stage. Cool.

I reserve a special slot here for Micky York, the pianist and Musical Director. It’s a huge task to take a totally new score for which there’s no performance precedent and teach the parts, make the modifications necessary to serve the characters and make it stage-ready. He’s done an incredible job.

And next for my choreographer, Kristen Gurbach Jacosbon. Talented, passionate and energetic. She injected earnestness and humor into the dancing – at the same time. The effect was right on the mark.

Rachel Thiltgen, my Stage Manager. A very hardworking young woman who is earning her due. This is often the most surprising thing for outsiders to learn – that when a show opens, it is no longer the Director’s. It is the Stage Manager’s (and the performers’ of course) show to manage and execute and to protect and her job to keep the actors sharp. 

There are so many others to thank, and I’m sure I’ll miss some. kClare Kemock designed costumes that were spot-on, Bill Franz created a great sound design and mix. Mike Wagner worked up the perfect light design. So many other people worked hard to make this thing happen. Production Manager Joe Mohamed, Casting Director Robin Hughes, Executive Director and Producer Matt O’Brien, and the former Executive, Tim Rater, who hired Scott.

And of course Scott Woldman. He’s written three full-length shows. I’ve been in two of them and now directed the third. He creates characters, dialogue and storylines that are charming, sweet and emotional, vulgar, hilarious, inappropriate, shocking, and also romantic. Audiences love his stuff, and people love working with him. I think the dude’s pretty cool. I can’t wait to work with him again.

Spirits were soaring at the post-show party. My wife and I left very late, and it seemed far from over.  The actors should be proud of their performances. The producer expressed his happiness and I received great feedback from a member of the Metropolis Board of Directors, friends and friends’ friends. I couldn’t ask for a better first experience as a director.

Thanks for reading.
Brad Dunn


Milestone Week

Today was full of interruptions, sitting around, and was very productive.

The last several days/nights were devoted entirely to music and choreography – which were needed, since we didn’t have the solo numbers choreographed at all, and some changes had been made to the music. It was like full on workouts for the actors. One of my actresses was having mild flu-like symptoms – not feeling well at all. She said afterwards that the best thing was probably that she sweated it out for 4 hours, because she felt a lot better after rehearsal.

So today was the day we finally were able to stop and tweak every single little moment, every step, joke and pause, as well as deal with a series of hilarious face slappings, and a hair-pulling fight between two of the female characters. It was great. It made for a long day, but it was what we needed to do to shore up lots of little loose moments.

Now is the time in the process when you can really tighten up the show, fix scene changes and make sure the tempo is what it needs to be. No amount of great writing, acting, singing and dancing can overcome poor pacing and slow scene changes. So the pressure is on (me). The implication being of course, that all these other pieces are firmly in place. So today was full of this:

Me: “hold!”
Actor: “Was that, did I, I was supposed to have my drink glass at this point right?”
Me: “Umm, no. I didn’t account for how you guys would have your drink glasses yet.”
Actor 1: “We could grab them before we come out?”
Actor 2: “No, because we dance first.”
Actors 3-9: “yeah…” “or how about…” “Maybe so-and-so could grab mine and then when I head to the table…”
Me: “Yeah, that’s great. Do that.”

And on and on. The cast has been extremely helpful in solving the major traffic jams we have on stage throughout the show. They’ve also been great about dealing with prop needs. So today was really necessary and productive.

Yesterday we did a designer run. It was nerve-wracking for me. Our producer, Matt O’Brien, was there. He gave some good feedback to us afterwards, resulting in some minor cutting and tightening up of the script, which should help tempo. Other than the producer being there, a designer-run is when the design staff come and see what is pretty close to the final product. Close enough anyway, for them to start on the lighting design and sound design. It’s a big job.

The dates take place at tables. We ‘cut’ (I used to be a video editor) from table to table in some sequences very quickly and need the lighting to help move and focus the audiences’ attention. It was also decided that we’ll need a follow-spot – which helps light the solo numbers, and the sound designer began to see how he’ll write cues for turning off and on mics – writing mute scenes, it’s called. It’s an important aspect of designing the sound reinforcement for a musical. He’s got work to do – Nine actors all wearing mics, and a four-piece band, all have to be mixed together, live, every night of the show.


Stumbling through

Thursday March 6 was our “off-book” day. This is the day the actors are expected to have all their lines memorized and to rehearse without a script. Though they are allowed to call for a line. We also ran our first “Stumble-throughs” during the week.

A Stumble-through is when you first run large chunks of the show – or the whole thing, if you’re lucky. It comes once the actors are off-book and all the blocking is in place. Though I don’t know the actual historical reason this is called a stumble-through, I’m guessing it’s because it’s the first time the actors are working without a script, there are many pauses of unknown origin, and since some scenes are running back-to-back for the first time, unblocked or poorly blocked moments are awkwardly exposed.  So the name seems to be well-conceived.

We also worked on music throughout the week – we have some real rock-star voices in the show and it’s fun giving them some real showcase moments.

Today we recorded the music. With it being a new musical, some tweaks and structural modifications have been necessary to accommodate the way the show has evolved. This recording was to document the pieces as they finally have settled, so the rest of the band can learn the tracks, in conjunction with the actual sheet music.

The best part of this is that one of the original composers is playing guitar in the band, so he’s re-learning parts that he originally wrote.


a productive and exhausting week

We spent three nights solidifying the choreography for the show this week. Kristen (Jacobson) has been doing an amazing job dealing with having nine characters who are all equal in importance. She hasn't had the luxury of having people she could push upstage and get out of the way. Instead, with it being an ensemble piece, all the characters are constantly dancing across, up and down stage, switching partners, and the focus is constantly shifting.

It's been fun to collaborate with her, incorporating their actual characters into different parts - or at least adding the flavor of their characterizations to moments. We had a conversation before rehearsals began where we identified several different behavioral patterns of single people who are actively seeking out mates. We talked about mapping those patterns into the movement on stage. I think it's turned out great. I'm really happy with it.

Yesterday we ran through the whole show and blocked it. We had blocked some scenes previously, but had to switch our table sets around - that is, which girls are at which tables throughout the show, and therefore which tables the guys move to as they switch dates. We actually got through everything in one day, including moving into, and out of songs. 

Today was great. There's this opening number called the Spiritual, which I'd heard the recording of, and which we only worked once in rehearsal. And with it being a new musical, the translation from songs recorded by the composer to the performance on stage by the entire cast, I did not yet have a clear idea of how it worked, structurally. It's got all of my favorite qualities of good comedy - it begins to showcase the talent of the actors, and it's hilarious. It's going to be a great way to open the show.


a live test and a long day

We had a great opportunity today to put scenes and songs up in front of a live audience. Fremd High School in Palatine has an event they call Writer's Week, which Scott had performed at before. It showcases literary works of students as well as published authors, lectures and other arts types.

We were invited to perform at two afternoon sessions. There were about 400 people at each - and when I say people, I mean mostly High School students. Though we had edited some lines out for the younger audience, the show in general has a very adult tone. The anxiety I had disappeared immediately, when afterward several administrators and faculty came up to us to tell us how great it was and that it was great for students to get to see new work written by someone local.

I'm so proud of the actors. With only rough blocking in place, and songs only half-worked out, they took the stage and fully committed. The laughs we got were big, and a few of them literally show-stopping. It was good for all of us to see that.

Then it was off for a big cast lunch at Gino's East, then back to Metropolis for a video shoot. Scott had the idea of video taping testimonials of the daters - sort of like you would have an online dating site. So we shot them on-stage, I acted as the off-camera interviewer, and they improvised their way through the answers. It was great.

Most of the actors had not improvised in years, if ever. They've been improvising in rehearsal like they're regulars at Second City, and today on-camera, they created some amazing material. Really funny stuff, and I can't wait to edit it. Though with my current schedule, that will probably be 3 in the morning at some point soon.


Look for it on the Arlington Heights public TV channel and on this website sometime soon!


week two

There are many components to a musical - singing, dancing, script and character work. Speed Dating adds a few others into the mix, including improvised bits and some minor combat. It's a lot to cover for sure.

I decided early on the best thing would be to push through. Just keep pushing and don't get caught up in details yet. This is something I struggle with - I can obsess over small components of a project and lose the larger picture. This week, we managed to push through:

Two actors began working on their solo numbers, and the entire cast learned to sing four of the big five numbers in the show; We choreographed three of those and put in place a rough blocking for all but the final 12 pages. Very productive.

There are lots of physical things in the show, which I love. I think in general, audiences like to see people come into contact onstage - assuming it serves the story. Excessive amounts of physical contact is not something that happens for everyone in their lives. I think there's something very exciting about seeing this - be it sexual in nature, or more combative, or just through dancing - which combines both of these. So this week was very fun.

And the music is absolutely great. It's really exciting because at this point in the process, John and Sandi, the composers, have not heard their creations fully orchestrated and performed by a cast of nine. The songs sound amazing and are both charming and hilarious. I'm looking forward to them coming in and hearing the music.





first week

It was certainly not the week I expected.

I started off going to the doctor on Monday for what I was certain was strep throat. The doctor said the test was negative. Then the first rehearsal on Tuesday was canceled due to the big snowstorm we had. Wednesday and Thursday I made it through rehearsals at a safe distance from my actors, sporting an off-and-on fever and a throat so painful I could barely swallow or talk. Then on Friday the doctor called and said they were wrong, I had strep.

A mega dose of antibiotics on Friday had me feeling about 80% better for rehearsals yesterday and today. The good news. The actors are really funny and making great choices with their characters. We spent the week working scenes between music and dance numbers, then also working on music itself.

For me, the goal is to get as much of the blocking down as possible early on, so the actors can start getting their muscle-memory going. If you've not worked in theatre, you may not know what blocking is. Blocking is quite simply the movement and actions of the actors. I also like to keep in mind the overall stage picture of the show, the patterns of movement, the rhythms, etc. I think I got a little too excited and started to get into character work and more detailed script/line work. Then realized I needed to pull back a bit, and get the overall blocking structure down. So that's what we're going to start doing.

Here's another interesting concept for those new to theatre. Muscle-memory, that is getting your body familiar with the movements of your character on stage, gets an actor into their physical character more quickly which helps them understand their character better and assists in memorizing lines. Non-theatre folk always ask how you memorize so many lines and lyrics, etc. It is, for many actors, the muscle memory that is a huge part of it.

So now I'm about at 85% health, and can't wait to get the second week going.


George Winston's visit

Hello, all!

This is my first blog entry as Metropolis' Casting Director and Company Manager.  I have worked at Metropolis since 2002 when I came to Metropolis' first general season auditions.  Since then I directed and acted in many productions at Metropolis and have taught acting and private coaching classes with the School of Performing Arts.  I have had such a wonderful time working at the theatre and have seen many facets of it as it has changed over the years.  My newest position at the theatre as Company Manager has been an amazing venture, and I have had the pleasure to work with many artists and actors at the theatre this year, including Koko Taylor, Denny Diamond, Poi Dog, and the casts of High School Musical, A Christmas Carol, Speed Dating and most recently Deathtrap, which started rehearsal last week.

Our latest artist to arrive at Metropolis, George Winston, appeared last night to a sell out crowd (one of our fastest sellouts in MPAC history).  George Winston has been my favorite musical artist for 23 years!  Needless to say I have been excited about his visit for months now.  Mr. Winston creates his own play list leading up to a performance which changes with each venue, and even his own tour manager does not know exactly which songs may be played each night.  His concert was a compilation of pieces that are signature numbers for George, such as "Carol of the Bells" and "Landscape", interspersed with pieces that are tributes to jazz greats of the past.  And, wow, the harmonica piece!  Indescribable!  In his pieces he gives as much attention to the use of silences and stillness, as he does to the riffs that he creates.  I know every note of some of those pieces in my mind, and it was great to hear the variations and extensions on the themes that he develops from his own pieces.  He told me after the concert that he has been working on the Laura Nyro piece for 37 years and has finally finished it.  And the music that involves playing both the piano both on the outside AND inside the piano had an astounding affect on the way that the song sounded and reverberated.  (For those who were there, remember the rhythmic repetition of the treble keys he played as he plucked out the melody from within?)

George Winston's music is so inspiring that it threw me back to my younger years of teenage angst when I drove around in my father's mini-pickup with my George Winston tape playing at full blast over the speakers while I dashed to rehearse whatever the latest production I was in.  I spent hours on the piano creating my own music filled with what I thought at the time was at least a shadow of the emotion and soul that Mr. Winston's music echoed.  And I came near to flunking a music theory class in college because I was spending more time trying to compose music than learn the technique of how to compose.  And here he was at Metropolis in this intimate venue (at the back of the theatre I was only 8 rows from George Winston) where even one sniffle from an audience member seems to interrupt the deafening silence that the audience held while listening raptly to each number.  (Please don't open candy in a George Winston concert ever again - you know who you are!)  Close enough to enjoy the percussive accompaniment of his stocking feet pounding out a rhythm with each song.

Part of my job as Company Manager is to make sure that every aspect of an artist's visit at our performing arts centre runs smoothly.  I take care of all aspects of hospitality, like booking hotels, ordering food, setting up their dressing room according to their contract.  Mr. Winston was the easiest artist I have managed yet, a kind and unassuming individual performing in jeans, sweatshirt and socks (no shoes!), who is truly about the music, not the "show" part of show business.  Interesting tidbits about Mr. Winston's visit is that he is likes only lamps, no overhead lighting.  He loves Steinways to perform on the best.  He has to stay in a room that the windows open - for the fresh air.  And he practices the piano and his other instruments every night from 12-5:00am, even on nights that he performs!  He and his tour manager, Larry Rust, are some of the kindest and easy going individuals, and it was a pleasure to meet and work with them.  I look forward to seeing him again next year - because, guess what, yes, he is returning next season for two shows in December!  Until then, best wishes to Mr. Winston and Larry Rust while they tour, and safe travel back to us for the holidays.

 Robin M. Hughes

Casting Director/Company Manager - Metropolis


And on the subject of everyone having just met

That's one of my favorite things about theatre. A large group of people convene, many having never met one another, and then just get to work. There's no other profession like it. Where else do you walk into a room and begin making tiger sounds and kitten claws at someone else and it's fully accepted and supported.

In most work environments, the challenge is to hide behind your learned adulthood - seeming absolutely professional, stoic, smart or possessing some other memorable personality facade. Presenting yourself as an expert in E-commerce Project Management and Data Architecture, Brand Identity Design & Strategy, etc. blah.

This is what Keith Johnstone, author of Impro, talks about. With regard to improvisational theatre, the job of the improviser is to unlearn the cynicism and protectionism that comes with growing up. That adults learn to hide their real selves for fear of being perceived as uncool.

And it's the same in scripted theatre. Be brave. Show up and be unafraid to act a fool. Attempt your ideas with all of your energy. Good performers of all types understand that it is in attempting to fall on your face that the greatest discoveries are made, leading to memorable performances, recognized as truthful to audiences and thus enjoyable - and the reason we make theatre.

I hate that kind of high-minded hubub, by the way. But it's still true.


IT'S ALIVE!

It's unbelievable. I always thought the script was funny. From the first time I read it to the 15th time - always funny. But it's just not the same as hearing it out loud, with real voices.

First, the script just took on a life. It's actual and real, and funnier than I thought.

Second, the characters are real. And they're funny. They're vulnerable, they act like asses, they're sad and thrilled and old and young. All the things they're meant to be, they are.

Third, I'm a genius with casting.

We're up and running. Many of us hadn't met, but everyone came together and just got to work. And it's a bit like the Seattle Fish Toss. You know, where people just hurl large fish across a crowded market at each other. Composer, arranger, writer, musical director, director and of course actors, production and design people, on and on just throwing different ideas around, trying different things - all the ideas in heads that were deemed to be perfect, but in fact have to flow through the filters of everyone else's interpretations and talents. And then of course everything becomes better because of it.

And now two months until rehearsals begin.



  


first read-through

Tomorrow we're having a read-through of the show. All the actors  but one will be there to meet, read, work on a bit of music, digest some of the script and do a quick read-performance of the musical.

It's a low pressure situation for sure, and for sure I'm still nervous.

I don't know why because I love the beginning of projects when everyone meets for the first time. There's such an excitement about. I really dig it. The actors won't be the only ones there - the production department, a few of the designers, Scott (Woldman, the Playwright), the composers John and Sandi Stoesser, the arrangers Loren and Erin, the musical director Micky York - a few others. Maybe even the Board President.

The whole point of the day is for Scott and the Composers to hear their work for the first time. It'll really help them give it a good critique so they can make any rewrites or adjustments they see are necessary before rehearsals begin.

So I'm a bit nervous. But very excited - Scott and I have been talking about this project for months.


A fear I like

Rehearsals begin February 12, which is an insanely long time from now.

The fear I have, that I like, being that I have been able cast an exceptional group of people (compliment not intended for me, rather for the cast), is the possibility of not making it to the beginning of rehearsals with this cast intact. But that's the reality - and one I'd rather live with if it means the potential of making it to opening day with such an extraordinary group of performers. I've had the pleasure of seeing one of my men, who is currently the lead in High School Musical here at Metropolis - Joel Gross, perform quite a few times. He's great. And I'm looking forward to contributing to the transformation of Troy Bolton from school boy hero to desperate 20-something single man who just might do some heavy petting with a 50+ year old. And who makes an appearance as a hip-swinging fat Elvis.

Back to the fear I like. The fear stems from the reality that the show plays once a week - unlike most of our mainstage shows. There are several reasons for this. First, many of the late night shows at Metropolis are new works, in development, which in this geographic area makes them a bit more risky than in some other areas. They are also risky because they are fearless. Especially the ones written by Scott Woldman. This is Woldman's third show produced at Metropolis. The other two (full disclosure, I was in them) sold exceptionally well, were highly regarded by both critics and audiences and were completely unafraid. I love Woldman's work because he tends to spend most of his time in extremes.

It's either a heartbreaking monologue from a 40-something women re-entering the dating scene after losing her husband and lifelong love to a heart attack, or it's a sweet goodnight kiss on a front porch that ends in a very unwelcome, furious leg hump.

Back to the fear I like. Most actors would of course prefer a show that plays three or four times a week. I know from experience, and this is quite understandable. But the casting process happens early to accommodate a theatre that produces a lot - easier to cast all at once than over and over all year long. But this is a fear I like and would prefer to live with because it speaks to the quality of talent we have in this show. And I'm excited about beginning the process and building this thing. I wish it were beginning now.


the first entry... ever.

This is the first-ever Metropolis Performing Arts Centre blog entry. Not an exciting lead-off sentence, but factual.

That's out of the way.

We've begun the process of producing a new musical - Speed Dating the Musical, opening March 29 2008, written by Scott Woldman, with music and lyrics by John and Sandi Stoesser. It's the second show in Metropolis' 2007-08 After Dark Comedy Series. This is the successful late-night comedy series (Saturday nights at 10) begun by Metropolis three years ago, and the third new show written by Scott and produced by Metropolis.

This journal will document the entire process. With the exception of precious things that should be left to the private and sacred relationship between director, writer, cast, crew and producer, I will keep this journal of the entire process, beginning with casting (which has already happened) and ending, probably with opening night. You'll get a little insider's view of the entire process of making a new show happen: from thoughts, to words on paper, rehearsals, designs, discoveries and finally performances on stage.

That's a lot of journaling. I'll try to keep it interesting.

Brad Dunn
Director, Speed Dating the Musical

 



 

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